The jailer carried Velen and Anduin to a side room to rest.
Both of them were dying, their intestines were pierced and their stomachs were rotten, and only bones were left in their limbs. If the Holy Light hadn't kept them alive, they would have died long ago.
The powerful holy light healed their injuries, and the jailer brought food. Anduin and Velen were both hungry, and they ate hungrily.
Anduin burst into tears: "Holy Light, how long will we be tortured by Garrosh?"
Velen was listless and said listlessly: "According to my estimation, the trial of Garrosh will last for a long time, and it may take half a year to a year."
Anduin was so frightened that his face turned pale. Remembering the pain of the dagger scratching his body, he didn't want to endure it for a day:
"Prophet Velen, you must think of a way, we can't go on like this."
Velen said with a sad face: "Anduin, this is a test of the Holy Light for us. We should accept it with joy and be grateful."
Anduin said uneasily: "No, no, Garrosh is a ferocious beast. He will definitely get worse and come up with more terrifying methods to torture us."
Velen said helplessly: "I don't know how cruel Garrosh is. Unfortunately, I can't do anything. Wrathion has sealed the holy light in our bodies. Except for healing spells, other spells cannot be cast. This is Garrosh.
Our prison is not our prison."
Anduin punched the ground with his fist angrily: "I wanted to feed the people of Stormwind City to Garrosh to please him, but I didn't expect that I would accompany myself in. I'm not willing to accept it."
Velen said in a low voice: "The Holy Light has already predicted Garrosh's fate. His achievements are far greater than those of the savior Thrall. If I can please Garrosh when he is in trouble, I can win his sincere treatment.
I thought it would be like this, but I just hope that Garrosh will be able to remember our kindness in the future when he becomes famous."
A crisp, beautiful voice came:
"Prophet Velen, you have lived for tens of thousands of years in vain. Haven't you seen through the nature of the orcs? They never know what gratitude is in their hearts. No matter what attitude you use to treat the orcs, they will only treat you with cruelty and killing. Virtue
The massacre of the Lenny people by the orcs is the best example, why can't you wake up yet."
Following the sound, I saw a figure appearing in the corner.
Even though her face was covered with black cloth and she was wearing a thick cloak, she could still see her curvy figure and graceful figure.
Judging from her temperament, she is a high elf woman.
"Who are you?" Anduin asked uneasily.
The high elf woman's eyes were sharp: "I ask you, do you want to get rid of the fate of being treated as food and plaything by Garrosh?"
"Do you have any idea?" Anduin asked expectantly.
"As soon as Garrosh dies, you will be free." The high elf woman's voice was full of hatred.
Viren stroked his beard and thought for a long time: "So it's you."
Anduin also nodded: "I guessed it too, no wonder you want Garrosh to die."
The high elf woman was not surprised: "Yes, if Garrosh does not die, I will feel uneasy. You should know my hatred for Garrosh."
"Why bother?"
Anduin shook his head and sighed regretfully:
"I've long heard that a distant cousin of Prince Kael'thas has a secret crush on Warchief Garrosh. Her failed courtship turned into hatred. Unfortunately, fate cannot be forced."
Viren said in the tone of an old man: "Young man, listen to me, cross-racial sadomasochism will not have good results."
The high elf woman did not expect this result. She was stunned for a moment, and without any explanation, she took out two pills, one black and one white, from her arms.
"This is the secret palace medicine prepared by Silvermoon City. One pill alone is not toxic, but if two pills are swallowed together, you will die of agony and torture. I know you hate Garrosh, as long as you each take one pill
Pills, if Garrosh eats your flesh, he will soon be poisoned and die without leaving any traces."
The two pills were placed in front of Anduin and Velen, and the high elf woman said coldly:
"Whether you take these two pills or not is up to you. I want to remind you that because of the participation of the bronze dragon Kairoz, the trial of Garrosh will not have a result in the short term."
After saying that, the high elf woman threw a cloud of smoke and disappeared.
The White Tiger Temple is heavily guarded, and high elf women dare not stay any longer.
Looking at the two pills in front of him, Anduin said uncertainly: "Do you want to take them?"
Velen shook his head: "Anduin, the prophecy of the Holy Light is not wrong. Garrosh is destined to become the Lord of Azeroth. Although I know the nature of the orcs, I have to take a gamble. I hope Garrosh
Being able to relent even once is the only hope for survival for the draenei."
Anduin does not believe in the prophecy of the Holy Light, and the tragedy of the Draenei is the best evidence.
But Anduin has his own ideas. Over the years, he has become accustomed to intrigues and deceit, and the dangers of the world.
Varian's cowardice and ignorance, Jaina's treachery and insidiousness, and the tragic end of Duke Bolvar, are all quietly affecting Anduin.
If you want to secure the throne of Stormwind City, you must get the support of the moon god Elune.
Garrosh's future achievements mean that he has won the favor of the moon god Elune. To please Garrosh is to please the moon god Elune.
In order to be noble in front of others, to be high and do whatever he wants, Anduin warned himself that he must endure inhuman torture.
Having made up his mind, Anduin said: "I will destroy the pills right now."
Anduin raised his hand and patted the white pill. The shell of the pill shattered, and a white worm crawled out from it, as fat as a silkworm baby.
Almost at the same time, the black pill also shattered, and a black bug crawled out.
The two bugs, one black and one white, were as hard as iron bars and moved very quickly. Anduin and Velen were unable to use attack spells and were helpless against them.
The two bugs jumped lightly and jumped to the mouths of Anduin and Velen.
"Shut your mouth and grit your teeth," Viren reminded.
Unexpectedly, two bugs quickly got in through their nostrils and soon disappeared.
"What should we do?" Anduin looked ashen.
Viren frowned and thought secretly.
Early the next morning, Anduin was awakened from his sleep by the jailer and escorted to Garrosh's room.
Velen and Anduin were tied to the dining table. Garrosh held a sharp dagger in his hand and looked at his breakfast.
"We meet again, Prophet Velen and Prince Anduin. This time I thought of a better way to play."
Garrosh's eyes were filled with desperate madness, and he pierced Anduin's thigh with a sharp dagger, cutting off a large piece of flesh, and chewed it slowly in his mouth.
"You know, Anduin, your meat is not strong enough, and Velen's meat is too old. It only tastes good when eaten together."
"Dear Warchief Garrosh, be careful of poison." Velen said loudly.
"What, poisonous?"
Garrosh quickly spat out the meat in his mouth.
"Do these damn villains want to starve me to death?" Garrosh protested angrily.
Anduin finally saw hope and could avoid being eaten by Garrosh.
Unexpectedly, Velen reminded: "Warchief, Anduin and I have been poisoned by different poisons. The poison will only be released by eating our two flesh. If you only eat Anduin, you will be fine."